Poems

Mommy, what’s Christmas?
It’s a time were people celebrate Jesus’s birthday.
Daddy, what’s christmas?
Oh it’s a time were we hang decorations.
Nanny, what’s Christmas?
Ha, it’s a time were Santa comes to your house but only if you are good.
Mommy, Daddy and Nanny, what’s Christmas ?
Blablabla!

The tinkling of Christmas bells rings in the air.
Shoppers are filled with the spirit of giving.
The less fortunate receive more loving care.
Strangers smile at each other as they pass by.
Religious houses are filled with worshippers.
Carols and hymns are sung with great joy.
Families gather to give thanks and feast.
The season of peace gently blankets the land.
If only it could last the whole year through

Questions I would love to ask Santa,

Do you ever have a rest?
Do you ever change your clothes?
How often do you take a warm bath?
Do you have streaming hot water in the shower?

Snow is white
Although for sudden
Never forget the snow
To get the fautes of SANTA
All is left is a tiny drip which we don’t know what it is

Christmas, Christmas,
Great time of the year.
Christmas, Christmas,
Who doesn’t like it?
Tinsley, sparkly, dazzling tree,
Exciting presents coming to me.

Sweet smelling mince pies for Santa and me,
Hope you get one yourself,
Give some to your family too!

Christmas, Christmas,
three days of the year,
can’t wait,
won’t wait
for the days of the year.

Holding on,
Santa is nearly there,
stockings are filled,
presents are there.

Robins chirp to wake you up,
Christmas is here.
It’s present time,
joyful time,
lots of fun and gifts and toys.

Shouting, screaming with happiness,
joyful about the gifts.

Time for lunch, turkey,
potatoes in my tum,
carrots and beans in there too.

More? More pudding is always amazing.
After Christmas it’s such a bore.
So let’s wait for next year!

Back to the first Christmas night
With baby Jesus in his cradle
The harsh breeze blowing away
The falling snow covers the ground
As the fires of the fireplace
Struggle to stay ignited
The sparkle of their flicker
Slowly fading away
Worried about the infant
Worried about the cold
Amidst the freezing night
Mother Mary calls for help
Nearby animals come passing by
But none offer their assistance
Then she hears flapping wings
For a bird has heard her pleas
A robin stands alone
Sustaining the fire
By flapping its wings
The dying fire starts to roar
For its blaze just came to life
And dry sticks the robin throws
To keep the child warm
Throughout the night
And none can help mistakes
For once it goes too close
The merciless fire burns its breast
The robin keeps going
Unfazed by the burn
And when the act is done
Expressing her gratitude
Mother Mary says
“You will live eternally
Not in your body, but for the kind act
That you have done today.
May your legend and kindness be passed down
From generation to generation.”